Midnight by a fire on the beach
At the end of my best friend's street
In the woods hiding behind the tree
It was love, at least I thought it was
After school in the parking lot
At a party after taking some shots
In the place where we might get caught
It was love, or something from above
I never thought I could feel the way that it used to feel
Yeah, until you proved me wrong
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like, ooh
But this time, no giving up
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like, ooh
But this time, no quittin’ ya
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Lemme get high on ya
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Lemme get high on ya
At the mall in the dressing room
On the door, lying under the moon
Backseat of your mum's Malibu
It was love, at least I thought it was
I never thought I could feel the way that it used to feel
Yeah, until you proved me wrong
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like, ooh
But this time, no giving up
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like, ooh
But this time, no quittin' ya
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Lemme get high on ya
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Lemme get high on ya
After school in the parking lot
At a party after taking some shots
In the place where we might get caught
It was love
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like, ooh
But this time, no giving up
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like the first time high, my love
You hit me like, ooh
But this time, no quittin’ ya
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Lemme get high on ya
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, yeah, yeah
Lemme get high on ya
compositores: Alexandra Leah Tamposi, Andrew Wotman, John Ryan, Julian Michael Scanlan
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